The sun is thin, and the sky is full of red clouds.

The last game, the last one of the total duels of Yanji, and the last one of the entire Yanji. Held at dusk on this time when the weary birds return to the forest.

Xin Mu stood on the redstone-paved Tianhuo Square, quietly looking at the young man opposite, the young man who scared away four strong men with one shot, a guy who effortlessly lifted ten fire dragon stone horses. His name is Lin Feng, his face is as white as jade, his eyes are like cold pools, he carries silver armor on his shoulders, a hand whiter than a woman, holding a slender silver spear, and he stands on the opposite side calmly.

The broken knife of the Xuanmen with a large half-door panel looks particularly rough and clumsy under the comparison of the slender silver spear. The difference between the superior and the inferior seems to be obvious at a glance.

"Guess who's going to win?"

"It's still a guess! Lin Feng. Can't you see that he is a master of the Rehmannia Realm, he is the highest cultivator among the people who participated in the Yanji this time!"

"Yes, I didn't even make a single move in front of him!"

"Well, the young man who made the stupid knife was going to lose. Those who had fought with Lin Feng before, or who had seen them fight, whispered.

"Although the Qi Cultivation Realm and the Dihuang Realm are only one level apart, there is a difference between heaven and earth in terms of potential!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the last game, everyone was talking, and the atmosphere was extremely lively and noisy.

Lei Zhentian, Lei Xiang, Lei Huo, and Yan Bo all had serious faces, quietly looked at the two young people in the field, and quietly sweated for Xin Mu.

Lin Feng's cold eyes stared at Xin Mu, "Are you Xin Mu?"

Xin Mu smiled, "Exactly, are you Lin Feng?"

"Well, are you sure you can beat me?"

"Why don't you try it?" Xin Mu looked at the handsome young man opposite, and his heart was indeed bottomless.

"You don't want my men to show mercy, do you?"

Xin Mu arched his hand and said, "Brother Feng, then the little brother will thank you first!"

"Ha Lu Ha!" Lin Feng rarely smiled heartily, flicked his wrist, and handed out the silver gun, "The wind and rain don't return to the gun!

Circles of thin ripples slowly spread from the tip of the spear, swinging towards Xin Mu, beautiful as soft waves, but hiding murderous intent.

The shot is a killer move, fast and ruthless, without the slightest intention of dragging mud and water. How dare Xin Mu hold it up, and take a step in the "Moonlight Ghost Shadow Step", his body immediately tilted into a strange posture, flashing this gun.

"Good body!" Lin Feng said in a calm tone, and said quite objectively, the silver spear in his hand flashed randomly, stabbing out dozens of shots in an instant, "Boom ......" fast as the wind, dense as rain, silver light all over the sky, sprinkled all over the earth, sealing all the possibility of dodging.

Xin Mu was immediately locked by the silver spear, and he took a nimble step, ghostly, floating around, but he could not escape the tracking of the silver spear shadow, like a small boat that had lost its pulp, trapped on the water, unable to dock.

"Boom!" The sound of tearing clothes came, and where the gun wind passed, Xin Mu's arms and thighs had been cut, and there were blood marks and blood piercing.

"Ah——!h Everyone knew that Lin Feng was powerful, but they didn't expect Lin Feng's silver spear to be so fast, which caught people off guard, dazzled, and even made people unable to see clearly, just like a colorless and invisible wind, only an invisible force, which made people's whole body slightly cold.

Yan Bo also frowned, looking intently at the situation on the field. I cursed in my heart, stinky boy, you won't be defeated like this, will you?

With a successful blow, Lin Feng did not have any expression of joy, the face of Ruyu was still calm as water, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed out continuously, turning into a Dao silver mang, fast and sharp, dazzling eyes.

Xin Mu endured the pain all over his body, and saw the silver rays like rain flying towards him, and roared, "Broken space!" directly used the fourth move of breaking space, "Broken Space......" cut out a piece of "乂" shaped knife wind, shattered out of the sky, flashed a faint red light, and crashed into the silver mang.

"Jingle bell!" There was a loud sound, swords and guns intersected, and sparks shot in all directions. The shadow of the knife with red in the black disappeared, and several silver rays of light stabbed out, but they were not dyed black, they were still shining silver, cold as autumn water. Xin Mu hurriedly retreated, and several silver spear tips chased an inch of his body, no matter how Xin Mu dodged, he couldn't dodge any farther.

"Damn!" Xin Mu roared, and the thousand-pound Xuanmen Broken Knife in his hand slashed down again, "Xuanmen Broken Wind Knife, Broken Wind!" The Xuanmen Broken Knife in his hand danced rapidly, forming a black wind, thick as ink, and slashed the silver spear shadow in front of him.

"The wind and rain don't return to the gun, chase the wind and chase the shadow!" A master like Lin Feng would never give his opponent a chance to breathe, and the gun path changed, stabbing out a piece of silver light, like a shadow, exuding the cold aura of the Rehmannia Realm, which made people chill, and instantly locked on Xin Mu again.

"It's not good! he can't compare to his speed, and he is not an opponent than his vitality, and it won't be long before he will be stabbed into a hornet's nest. Xin Mu thought to himself, "I have to fight!"

"Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife, Splitting the Sky and Slashing!" Xin Mu jumped up, no longer dodging, turned defense into attack, waved his arm sharply, volleyed out more than a dozen knives, and slashed out with a fast fight, and the huge black knife shadow split out of the air and slashed towards Lin Feng.

"Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife" five moves, Xin Mu only practiced three moves, the fourth move, the fifth move is quite rusty, so with this second move, Xin Mu's hole cards are not much.

The knives and guns collided violently, flashing a spark, like a drop of water spilling into the ink pool, and the dots of ink bloomed. Cause an amazement. Xin Mu didn't care about looking at this beautiful firework, he was looking at Lin Feng's hand, the gun was ever-changing, and he didn't leave his hand.

"Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife, Qingshan Falls!" "Since the second move of the Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife has been used, Xin Mu no longer retains it, and he must fight quickly, and urge "Chixia Decision" with all his might, a faint glow flashed on the black broken knife, facing the storm, falling, falling in the center of the storm - Lin Feng's hand.

"Ding ding!" The black knife shadow was pressed instantly, the silver spear staggered slightly, Lin Feng's eyes widened, and he took five steps back.

"Okay!" Thunder Shock, Flame Wave, Thunder Sound, Thunder Fire, and almost screamed when they saw Xin Mu repelling Lin Feng. Lei Zhentian's eyebrows froze, "Lin Feng's "Wind and Rain Don't Return to the Gun" seems to be a top-grade martial arts, at least seven grades!"

"Well, one is in the Rehmannia Realm, and the other is half a Qi Cultivation Realm, the difference is more than one level, and the disparity in potential power is too great!"

"Stinky boy, if you lose, see if I don't beat you!" Yan Bo raised his green staff and waved it twice in the air. Lei Zhentian smiled, "Thunder! I'm afraid you're not his opponent!"

Lei Xiang touched his forehead and said, "These two people are very difficult to entangle!"

Xin Mu in the battle, but he didn't have the heart to listen to their muttering behind his back, he concentrated on dealing with the powerful opponent, I can't be defeated, I want to enter the Flowing Flame Red Prison.

"Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife, Black Wind Abuse!" Xin Mu shouted violently, and used the fourth knife of the Xuanmen Wind Breaking Knife that he had not learned with all his strength, urging "Chixia Decision" to the extreme, and the true qi yuan power in his body was delivered to his hand without reservation, and the Xuanmen Broken Knife in his hand cut out the Dao Black shadow like the wind, flashing red light like a glow, in the afterglow of this dusk, like a purple cloud chasing the wind. He wanted to seize this moment, he couldn't give Lin Feng any more time to think, if he knew that he had no moves, everything would be over! Without reservation, he made a desperate bet, the shadow of the sword was like the wind, and the glow was full of light, attacking Lin Feng.

"The wind and rain don't return to the gun, the wind and clouds are surging!" Lin Feng is not jealous, once his "Wind and rain does not return to the gun", it is endless, endless, endless, non-stop, how can he let the opponent suppress it.

The entire Tianhuo Square was quiet, the air seemed to be slightly distorted, and the red stone slabs under their feet were overwhelmed and made a cracking sound, and everyone retreated.

The silver shadow of the spear pierced into the purple wind, "Crackling!" The sparks shot out in all directions, blooming ten thousand sparks, illuminating the dusk and illuminating everyone's face, like the lights of thousands of homes in the night, flickering and swaying, gradually extinguishing.

"Victory or defeat in one fell swoop!"

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sunset in the sky filled the sky, distant and solemn. Skyfire Square fell silent, deathly, and everyone's eyes widened as they watched the blow.

"Ah!" the two figures flew out upside down at the same time, like a bird returning late in the dusk, fluttering far away. "Wow!" all spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Who won?" everyone hurriedly locked on to the two of them, the young man with a big black knife and the young man with a white face like jade, with blood on the corners of their mouths, stood up tremblingly, unable to see who took advantage.

"Ha Lu Ha!" A loud laugh resounded in the square, and a red-haired lion-nosed man stood up from the red dragon chair on the high platform, not angry and arrogant, it was the Fire Emperor Lei Zhentian, "It's flat!"

"It's flat! It's flat!" There was an uproar in the crowd, "I didn't expect that kid Xinmu to beat Lin Feng!"

"Isn't that a winner!"

Everyone was full of doubts, "That's right, who will enter the Flowing Flame Red Prison?"

"The two of them advanced at the same time!" Lei Zhentian looked around and continued: "This is the end of the Yan gathering, let's disperse! It's late today, General Lei Huo arranged for the four people who won to rest, and they will enter the Liuyan Red Prison early tomorrow morning. ”